Post by Mlle Bienvenu on Feb 22, 2005 13:54:29 GMT -5
15 -- The Ishbal Massacre -- "Weapons of Mass Destruction"
Armstrong: Fear my sparklies of doom!
Scar: Fear my righteous tattoo!
Armstrong: Yes, we all see it's a very cool looking tatoo.
Scar: Not that type of 'righteous', musclehead.
Marcoh: Is it ALWAYS raining here in the East?
Ed: Apparently.
Playing Children: We represent innocence ^_^
Marcoh: : cries :
Armstrong: He's an Ishbalan
Roy: : Guilt trips :
Playing Children: Fear our innocence!
Marcoh: ...
Al: So... can you fill us in on the Ishbal Rebellion?
Marcoh: You meant massacre right?
Girl: Hey you guys! why'd you throw some mud at me!?
Flashback: Flashes!
Marcoh: I think this is a terrible idea.
Basque Gran: The Ishbalan's have gone too far with their crazyanti-western anti-scientific beliefs and their weapons of mass destruction...
Marcoh: But there aren't any-
Basque Gran: If Fuhrer Bradley says there are weapons of mass destruction in Ishbal, then that's good enough for me. Now hand over theweapons of mass destruction Philosopher's Stones so we can use them against Ishbalan civilians the insurgents.
AlchemistWithCirclesOnHands: I like drawing on myself... : giggles :
Roy: : snap :
Town: No longer on the map.
Roy: I have become death, destroyer of worlds. : guilts!:
Basque Gran: You know what they say about guys with big guns...
AlchemistWithCirclesonHisHands: See? I can blow stuff up too..AND I can laugh maniacally! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Flashback: Unflashes!
Kids: TAG you're it!
Marcoh: Even doctors who healed both sides were casualties.
Boy: Ow! I hurt my ankle!
Marcoh: : uses mad Philosopher's Stone skillz :
Mlle: Have you been rendered unconcious by the parrallelism yet?
Flashback: Reflashes!
Rockbells:
Roy: Now that I've consumed enough alchohol to spontaneously combust the next time I try to alchemize anything, I'll light myself a pyre....no I think I'll shoot myself...
Marcoh: Wait! Instead of blowing your head off, why don't you live and let me run away.
Roy: And that will make me feel better because....?
Marcoh: I'm taking theWMDs Stones and my research with me.
Roy: Hell, what do I have to lose?
Flashback: Unreflashes!
Marcoh: And that's how I stopped worrying and learned to love the bomb. It also justifies Scar's killing innocent alchemists who had nothing to do with the Massacre....for some reason...
Al: If someone took you away from me, brother, I might do the same thing. Isn't that Equivalent Exchange?
Ed: What the- NO! A life does not equal a life!
Audience:
Did that just come out of Al's mouth!?
Al: because I'm a little fuzzy on Equivalent Exchange after the whole thing with the kitty...
Ed: So..you can stay with us in our home town
we're childhood friends with the daughter of the doctors you guys killed in Ishbal... small world huh?
Marcoh: Defense mechanism kicking in..... : runs away :
: Rains :
Military: Surrender! We have you not nearly surrounded enough!
Scar:I God judge judges you!
Military people: Damn, weapons all went 'splodey..
Roy: Not so fast! I'll turn you into a human torch...
: Rains rainingly :
Hawkeye: Um...sir?
Roy: The blaze will be so big, They'll see it from space..
: Really Rains rainingly :
Hawkeye: Mustang!
Roy: You'll be nothing but a pile of ashes...
:Really really rains rainingly :
Scar: : Attacks :
Hawkeye: ROY! : uses mad martial skillz :
Scar: : scampers up a wall.. like... a rat :
FrankthuBunny6: She missed again!
Roy: What'd you do that for!?
Hawkeye: You're all wet.
Havoc: So...capturing this guy's not going to be a snap?
Roy: Breda, head Edward off at the train station.
Breda: How do you know Ed is heading for the train station!?
Roy: Because it says so in the script.
Scar: You guys again!? Wow, how convenient.
Marcoh: : sigh :
Scar: : Attacks :
Al: Marcoh!
Al: 'splodes
Ed: Al!
Scar: : Attacks :
Ed's Arm: 'splodes
Scar: : goes in for the kill :
Al: Brother!
Ed: You'd attack an unarmed man?
Scar: Have you been paying any attention at all?
Ed: Look your older brother was killed by the Military right? I'm the older brother ...a life for a life.. that's Equivalent Exchange.
Al: Did we not just establish five minutes ago that that wasn't Equivalent Exchange?
Marcoh: I think it's time for a Deus ex Marcohna.
Scar's Arm: : Eats stone :
Scar: : Runs away :
Marcoh: Hey, that's my job!
Scar: : runs directly into Military again:
Military: Haha! We have you this time!
Scar: Lily and James, Sirius! How could you!? : blows up street :
Military: ...Or not.
Roy: Does this make me Fudge? Because that's sooo not cool....
Hawkeye: Has anyone seen a black dog?
Al: Baka!
Ed: Metalhead!
Al's arm: Falls off
Al: Why don't you come over here and say that!
Ed: Your arm fell off!
Al: It's just a fleshwound!
Ed: I'll bite your ankles off!
Roy: Oh there you are Ed, Al... Marcoh... for some reason I'm not surprised to see you in pieces....and...you know, still alive.... because...I've read the script.
Fury: apparently I didn't...
Fuhrer's Secretary: Are we too late to pick up the deserter Marcoh? We won't execute him for treason or anything, we promise.
Marcoh: Oh okay...I'll come quietly then. : gets in black Lincoln-esque car :
Roy: Okay NOW would have been a good time to run...
Al: I thought I just heard Mom...
Ed: How could you have heard Mom, she's dead....and...you don't have ears....
Al: Oh yeah...
Armstrong: Fear my sparklies of doom!
Scar: Fear my righteous tattoo!
Armstrong: Yes, we all see it's a very cool looking tatoo.
Scar: Not that type of 'righteous', musclehead.
Marcoh: Is it ALWAYS raining here in the East?
Ed: Apparently.
Playing Children: We represent innocence ^_^
Marcoh: : cries :
Armstrong: He's an Ishbalan
Roy: : Guilt trips :
Playing Children: Fear our innocence!
Marcoh: ...
Al: So... can you fill us in on the Ishbal Rebellion?
Marcoh: You meant massacre right?
Girl: Hey you guys! why'd you throw some mud at me!?
Flashback: Flashes!
Marcoh: I think this is a terrible idea.
Basque Gran: The Ishbalan's have gone too far with their crazy
Marcoh: But there aren't any-
Basque Gran: If Fuhrer Bradley says there are weapons of mass destruction in Ishbal, then that's good enough for me. Now hand over the
AlchemistWithCirclesOnHands: I like drawing on myself... : giggles :
Roy: : snap :
Town: No longer on the map.
Roy: I have become death, destroyer of worlds. : guilts!:
Basque Gran: You know what they say about guys with big guns...
AlchemistWithCirclesonHisHands: See? I can blow stuff up too..AND I can laugh maniacally! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
Flashback: Unflashes!
Kids: TAG you're it!
Marcoh: Even doctors who healed both sides were casualties.
Boy: Ow! I hurt my ankle!
Marcoh: : uses mad Philosopher's Stone skillz :
Mlle: Have you been rendered unconcious by the parrallelism yet?
Flashback: Reflashes!
Rockbells:
Roy: Now that I've consumed enough alchohol to spontaneously combust the next time I try to alchemize anything, I'll light myself a pyre....no I think I'll shoot myself...
Marcoh: Wait! Instead of blowing your head off, why don't you live and let me run away.
Roy: And that will make me feel better because....?
Marcoh: I'm taking the
Roy: Hell, what do I have to lose?
Flashback: Unreflashes!
Marcoh: And that's how I stopped worrying and learned to love the bomb. It also justifies Scar's killing innocent alchemists who had nothing to do with the Massacre....for some reason...
Al: If someone took you away from me, brother, I might do the same thing. Isn't that Equivalent Exchange?
Ed: What the- NO! A life does not equal a life!
Audience:
Did that just come out of Al's mouth!?Al: because I'm a little fuzzy on Equivalent Exchange after the whole thing with the kitty...
Ed: So..you can stay with us in our home town
Marcoh: Defense mechanism kicking in..... : runs away :
: Rains :
Military: Surrender! We have you not nearly surrounded enough!
Scar:
Military people: Damn, weapons all went 'splodey..
Roy: Not so fast! I'll turn you into a human torch...
: Rains rainingly :
Hawkeye: Um...sir?
Roy: The blaze will be so big, They'll see it from space..
: Really Rains rainingly :
Hawkeye: Mustang!
Roy: You'll be nothing but a pile of ashes...
:Really really rains rainingly :
Scar: : Attacks :
Hawkeye: ROY! : uses mad martial skillz :
Scar: : scampers up a wall.. like... a rat :
FrankthuBunny6: She missed again!
Roy: What'd you do that for!?
Hawkeye: You're all wet.
Havoc: So...capturing this guy's not going to be a snap?
Roy: Breda, head Edward off at the train station.
Breda: How do you know Ed is heading for the train station!?
Roy: Because it says so in the script.
Scar: You guys again!? Wow, how convenient.
Marcoh: : sigh :
Scar: : Attacks :
Al: Marcoh!
Al: 'splodes
Ed: Al!
Scar: : Attacks :
Ed's Arm: 'splodes
Scar: : goes in for the kill :
Al: Brother!
Ed: You'd attack an unarmed man?
Scar: Have you been paying any attention at all?
Ed: Look your older brother was killed by the Military right? I'm the older brother ...a life for a life.. that's Equivalent Exchange.
Al: Did we not just establish five minutes ago that that wasn't Equivalent Exchange?
Marcoh: I think it's time for a Deus ex Marcohna.
Scar's Arm: : Eats stone :
Scar: : Runs away :
Marcoh: Hey, that's my job!
Scar: : runs directly into Military again:
Military: Haha! We have you this time!
Scar: Lily and James, Sirius! How could you!? : blows up street :
Military: ...Or not.
Roy: Does this make me Fudge? Because that's sooo not cool....
Hawkeye: Has anyone seen a black dog?
Al: Baka!
Ed: Metalhead!
Al's arm: Falls off
Al: Why don't you come over here and say that!
Ed: Your arm fell off!
Al: It's just a fleshwound!
Ed: I'll bite your ankles off!
Roy: Oh there you are Ed, Al... Marcoh... for some reason I'm not surprised to see you in pieces....and...you know, still alive.... because...I've read the script.
Fury:
apparently I didn't...Fuhrer's Secretary: Are we too late to pick up the deserter Marcoh? We won't execute him for treason or anything, we promise.
Marcoh: Oh okay...I'll come quietly then. : gets in black Lincoln-esque car :
Roy: Okay NOW would have been a good time to run...
Al: I thought I just heard Mom...
Ed: How could you have heard Mom, she's dead....and...you don't have ears....
Al: Oh yeah...
